Trick of Treat

Thought I'd stroll around the 'hood and check out the Halloween decorations. As always, they're pretty good. And since my neighborhood is old, brick, gaslit, and can give off Halloween vibes, this is no surprise. Here's a sampling of what I saw the other day:

Just out back: the last angry ghosts

Things look a bit kinder and gentler around the corner

Not all that interesting, but if you look closely, those pumpkin-eens are rotting away. 

Subtle, with those skeletal hands in the corners, but I'm wondering when the rats are going to delve into that pumpkin/gourd heap.

Hanging around Mt. Vernon Street.

Wonder if the kids in the family picked these decorations?

Vs. the professionally done Alice in Wonderland theme going here.

This is in Louisburg Square, where the rich folks dwell. (How long have I lived here and I still can't remember whether it's Lewisburg Square or Looeyburg Square. 

This is John Kerry's house. I suspect he had little to do with setting this up.

This is Louisburg Square again, just out front of John Kerry's house. Oh, and I looked it up. It's pronounced Lewisburg Square.

I can't figure out what's going on here, but when I walked by there was a 10 person production crew out front, all wearing matching Patagonia jackets. I think that this is where Robin Cook, the author of Coma and other books lives or lived. Whatever it is, I wasn't invited. 

Just hanging around.

Us, too.

Pillow Talk at a gift shop. Sleep well, my sweet. 

Mummy heads at Blackstone's, my favorite gift shop.

Whitney Hotel.  Same as last year's, but definitely a keeper.

If it's decent weather tonight, I'll head out to see the kiddos. Trick or Treaters are all over the Hill. But they don't tend to stop by Beacon Street, so I'm off the giving-out hook.

Maybe I'll get me a Butterfinger to chomp on along the way.